I sighted
An anonymous Flower
Wished to turn into Carl Linnaeus
And name it
In all the worldly languages
To call it out
I stood. . .
Stunned by its ability
To stand in its own place
And bloom with success
Shouts from the other side
Jumped to side . . .
To escape
As a speeding car went past. . .
Searched along the roads
Couldn’t sight
The Successful flower!
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